<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> Where: Middle of the desert When: 40, Tria, 81378, around 1 am Who: Daedri Why: She's become lost out in the desert, and is suffering from hypothermia Don't need huge ungodly posts, this one is just for fun, so i actually prefer short ones. Perferable only one or two other people though, kay?</td></tr></table> A lone pendragon slowly made her way accross the rolling dunes, her thin, loose white clothing offering very little protection against the startling cold of the desert night. What had possessed the deadly assassin to come out here, she wasn't sure. Perhaps it was the enveloping silence, or the beauty of the clear night sky, but there was one thing she knew; she was freezing. She wrapped her arms around herself, shivering pitifully. The cold seemed to seep through her silky black fur, straight down to her bones. Her eyelids began to flicker closed as hypothermia set in, making her feel weak and sleepy. It would be so easy just to lie down in the soft sands and sleep. Yes, sleep would be good... <span style='color:gray'>No!</span> she mentally cried. Sleep meant almost certain death. Still, with each step her pace faltered. As she began her descent down the side of a particularly steep dune, her feet slipped and she fell headfirst down the dune, rolling to a stop at it's base. She couldn't summon the strength to get up, only able to lie there and shiver. Oh how the mightly had fallen...
character: Hailie She herd the thud of a cold mip body surfing down a sand dune. Coincidently this being fell right to her own furry feet. She knew she was unoticed by this other fem who was concentrating on her attempt to rise from her fall. Her black orbs glanced down laying on every detail. The black cloak she wore encased her royal fur in warmth and kept her hidden against the black of the desert night. She ran her toungue across her teeth drawing a drop of blood while she considerd her options here weighing each of the several sides.
Daedri shuddered, sqeezing her eyes closed. Everything was numb, but she tried to get up anyways. All she managed to do was flip herself over, onto her back. She cracked one eye open, her gaze unfocused and bleary. She had the distinct feeling of being watched, but in her current state was unable to make anything out. "H-h-hell-l-lo?" she chattered, her teeth clicking together from the force of her shivers. Oh god... please let there be someone there... she thought to herself.
She will wish I was never here, but for now... The fem lent a hand out offering the other pendragon to stand. The sun would be rising soon, fortunatly that didn't stress her. The fem would live with or without her own help but that didn't need to be well known. Her paw drifts from the warmth of the cloak and into the fridged darkend morning offering security.
